Qiao Xiaon'an had already laid on her soft, fragrant, pink bed. Hearing her mother's words, she immediately jumped up.
"So your previous hospitality towards Amo — serving him dishes, smiling at him — was all fake?" She looked at her mother's disappointment and sighed. "How can you be so mercenary?"
Mother Qiao gave her a shove on the head and started lecturing.
"Where have I been mercenary?"
"It's appropriate to put on a show when your son-in-law visits for the first time."
"Plus, isn't the Yun Family the first distinguished family in D City? The news always reports how they donate a bunch of money. Why can't they help out their mother-in-law's family too?"
"And when the Yuns came to propose, they promised ten shops and a villa as a dowry. We haven't heard anything since."
"Why can't I ask about it?"
